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Read more about this drawing here: miraculousmosquito.blogspot.com/2011/07/stylised-tree-ink...
Watch me draw this here: www.youtube.com/user/miraculousmosquito?feature=mhee#p/u/...
I drew these two drawings of little Andrea, circa 1972, off of this beautiful photo and this one. I love how one photo has everyone looking directly at the camera, and the other is totally candid.
Just look at how adorable Andrea was back then. That girl's still just as adorable. (I'm supposed to say things like that, but here I really really mean it.)
Bought a bouquet of brassica flowers and lilies. It struck me as unusual, yet beautiful.
This is my second sketch of brassica (first one was a quick contour drawing). I was doing it at the kitchen table with the natural light in the early afternoon while my son napped and of course I got totally lost in shading, the light changed and I can't recreate the same conditions. I need to figure out a better place for doing longer drawings, so I have a chance to come back and finish at later time if I need to.
From left to right: Mama, Tiger, Papa. "Mama has the dress. I couldn't really draw pants.' -Tiger, 3 1/2
The sketch in the upper right corner is from a photobooth photo of Ava when she wanted to get in one all by herself. She did a cute little wave to the camera, complete with her gapped-tooth smile.
Just playing around here with ways to draw the nose, eyes, cheeks, etc. of my girl.
People draw inspiration from many sources, many of these seem distantly unrelated to the final instance of creation. Some personify these sources of creativity in the form of muses, originally mentioned in ancient Greek writings. Personally, I'd like to imagine my "muses" into 3 personas - which may or may not be linked to the Greek versions. I describe one of my muse as feisty, child-like... almost mischievous and a little unpredictable and wild... ideas are born out of storm - a mindstorm. Another one is motherly and nurturing because an idea has to be fed and taken care of until its complete fruition. And finally, the muse is honest and natural, baring and transparent... nothing contrived and truly reflective of the soul. But what's funny, it seems my muses speak more when I'm down recalling Stevie Smith's "Why does my Muse only speak when whe is unhappy? She does not, I only listen when I am unhappy." Which leads mo to think, how many of these pages were made during times when I'm happy or during times when I'm down?
It took a long time before I made another page in my Moleskine again. And what better topic than to talk about my muse/muses. It take a certain level of motivation to work on art, but once I get inspired the process is easy. And in one way or another, I lost my muse, thus the hiatus.
I am a bad artist, and I just started a couple of months ago, but this angel girl is sleeping (or falling) and I tried my best with folds in the clothes.